Amongst it All.

This untarnished Day,
My inner fury rages.
I sense the thunder,
I feel  the Sea's revulsion.
Amidst the World's convulsions.

One is - amongst it,
Soaked in it.

Could I?
Would I?
Seek the Furies, 
Tragedies or Storms,
In everyday concerns?

In Furies there's excitement.
In Tragedies humility I see.

Or, do I just conform?
With Earthly Feelings,
Decorating,
The Scene, the outskirts, 
With outraged contempt?

Delivering some greater Glories
To me & my companions.

Or, shall I make Rebellion
And Rages my companions?
To goad and prod,
Unholy minions.
To save environment.

Sinking deeply in the Storms.
Storms - they challenge me.

Or, am I grasping at the  rays? 
The rays of Sunshine.
These Illusions aren't mine.
I need an extra breath.
I want to capture breezes.

The thunder claps.
It makes me shudder.

It Would be nice,
To be so Calm, Cool,
Collected & Supreme!
In every plight,
Resolving situations.

Maybe this, 
Is not My nature!

I crave Emotions,
New Desires.
There is a need for Challenge!
New Sensations!
I want Experience.

One wants the lot!
One wants it for oneself.

To use - experience,
And to enjoy.
To savor, know,
Appreciate.
Eternal gladness.

The seas can rise,
And furies rage.

I had enough!
Too often I've been
Taken for a ride.
Expecting me 
To be so very nice.

This may diminish,
Zest of mine!

I need new breath of vision.
New depth to fathom.
To see the future well ahead.
Consulting providence
In Science magazines?

By populace at large,
By humankind.

With frontiers gone,
New breath of vision.
And yet, So old,
But, So - very fresh 
So squeaky clean.

I am waking up!
To opportunities Galore.

To re-experience and know
The step to take,
With gentle indication.
What's there, what passed.
In past Creations.

One can be free - to play, 
Another, Better Game.

With music, gentle music
And melody so sweet.
The symphony evolving
New composition
At my feet.

There is! a brighter,
Warmer future?

There are no limits,
No frontiers.
And all it takes
A little look, a little feel.
And lots of courage

By me, By you,
By all of us.

Nikolay Brovcenko 1995